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The key to my room is attached to my bike keys, I use it to unlock the door, hoping they didn’t let anyone else use it in the time I've been gone. The first thing I notice is my bed. Someone’s been in here to clean because I have never once in my life made my bed. The sheets are so smooth you could bounce a penny off of them.
I hop in the bathroom and take a quick shower. Strolling out of the bathroom with just a towel around my waist, I pull open the bottom drawer of the nightstand and take a pair of boxers out. My eyes land on the top of the nightstand and see a picture of me and Lilah.
Shit. That girl’s gotta be twenty something by now. I smile, thinking of Reaper’s kid. That girl was my little buddy, my shadow. The club Princess. I’m sure I’ll see her later.
I go through my closet until I find a pair of clean jeans I’m happy enough with, as well as a plain black shirt. Finishing with my cut, I stuff my keys in my pocket.
By the time I get back downstairs, the amount of people around has tripled. I push the door open and stroll out into the courtyard where brothers, families, and friends alike are all drinking, eating, and having a good time.
Tiny, Razor and Tex are manning the row of grills and smokers, cooking all of the meat. I slide up next to them and take a peek inside. “Buck got us the good shit, huh?” I say, whistling at the size of the pig on the smoker.
“Damn right, brother!” Tex grins before taking a pull of his beer.
Spotting the trough full of ice and beer bottles, I grab my own, popping off the top and tossing it in a trash bin.
Once all the food is done, I grab a plate and find a picnic table, taking a seat with Maggie, Horse, my pops, Ghost, Tank, and Maria.
Reaper sits down with a plate full of food after we’re all done eating, and we all chat while nursing our beers. Maggie tells me all about the renovations Horse has done on her house while I’ve been gone.
The carefree environment has a feeling of contentment settling over me as I look around at my family enjoying each other’s company while eating good food. I’ve missed these cookouts and the parties that follow. The parties are when shit gets real. None of the crazy shit happens until the families leave.
My eyes catch my best friend for as long as I can remember standing across the courtyard next to a tiny pixie of a woman. “Flame! Get your fat-ass over here!” I bellow, pushing up from the picnic table.
“After eight years, you’d think you’d put a little more weight on, you twig!” Flame chuckles as we collide in a hug.
“Baby!” Flame calls out to the tiny woman that was next to him.
“So, this is the famous Bunny?” I ask, referring to the woman that he has been talking my ear off about for the last few months.
The tiny girl’s cheeks stain a bright pink. “Famous?”
Flame cuddles Bunny to his side before saying, “I may have talked about you a few times over the last few months.”
“A few times? Every time we talked, I had to listen to you yammer on and on about this fucking chick,” I chuckle.
Flame punches me in the shoulder. “Fuck off.” He turns to Bunny to save face. “Bunny, I promise I only told him good things.”
“Yeah,allgood things,” I say and wiggle my brows, teasing my best friend.
I take off running at the look on Flame’s face, and he eventually catches me in a chokehold. We wrestle for a few minutes, just like old times, before Tank hauls our asses up off the concrete. I amble back to the tables and wave my middle fingers at my best friend as he wanders in the other direction.
“They settin’ up for fights tonight?” I ask the group.
Reaper gestures towards the middle of the courtyard behind me with his fork. I turn around and see the prospects setting up a makeshift arena for the fights. A wide grin spreads across my face.
“Oh, fuck. Here we go,” my pop says at the same time Ghost shouts excitedly, “Fuck yes!”
“Oh, Pop. You worried about little ol’ me?” I elbow his ribs while laughing.
“No. Worried about whoever the fuck is stupid enough to get in a ring with you.”
Our whole group laughs.
A raven haired beauty strolls over to the table and smiles shyly at Reaper.
“Sash! You came! Where's Lilah?” he asks.
“She had to head to the bathroom really quickly. She sent me out to find you and apologize about how late we are. When they were setting up the wedding, the guys dropped our cake putting it on the display. We had to pretty much make an entirely new cake.”
